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Quote:Harmony Destruction

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Quote:Yet another fine specimen of the Destruction line, Harmony Destruction is no different from any other of her family in ways of elegance and fine coloration. Cloaked in a base of snowy white, the damsel is seemingly fragile, standing at a slender thirty inches of height, and weighing a light ninety-six pounds. However, she makes up for her size in well-bound muscle and finesse, always active. Above this pearly base is a mocha brown cape, trailing from her crown to the base of her plush tail. All from her nose to the ridge between her eyes is a darker near black brown in a strip. Two uniquely colored irises rest in her well-chiseled face, the left a clear blue, while the right a burning yellow. Beneath the lady's eyes, are uncanny Destruction markings, filled with the same coal black as the strip upon her maw.

Quote:`LOYAL

'I would die to protect my family and friends. Yes, at the cost of my own life, I will defend those I care deeply for. These are not many wolves, however, but for my family, I will do anything, even giving up my freedom for their safety.'

`KIND

Quote:'Deeply, I care for all of my family and friends, whom I trust dearly, but, I still give regard to strangers, often those who need it truly. When I find the other parts of my family, perhaps I will join their pack if they have one, and care and watch over the members found within their ranks.'

`HONEST

Quote:'Really, I am not afraid to tell the truth if it must be exposed, even if it seems like a lie. This does not believe I believe every word of another wolf's. I rather would believe something if I saw it with my own eyes. Otherwise, good luck persuading me to act in your favor if you are not amongst my friends or family.'

Quote:'How I missed them, how I loved them.' Across verdant blades of grass, a pearly body would drift, pillars working to lead her to who would know where. Multicolored eyes would gaze about a sunlit paradise of blooming color. Each flower's colors would curl about the hues of yet another. A true paradise, masked by a pallid mainland. Salty sea air would sting at the damsel's charcoal colored nose, as mocha audits would swivel forth to take in all of the noise she could find in this land. Both irises would be covered briefly as the alabaster based lady exhaled, remembering that it was only an Eden she would dream of at night. When she opened her eyes once more, her plush tail would lower as she found herself walking in a plain field of wildflowers. Perhaps this was better than the heavenly paradise. To the femme's right, a rock would spiral upward toward the sky, multiple branches curving down into the ground, a magnificent archway.
A smile would spread on the femme's inky lips as she noticed a familiar scent tickling her nose, as if it were a playful sprite. In the distance, she would spot a figure disappearing and reappearing out of the fog. She did not care if this was another hallucination imposed on her by the loss of her family in the previous lands she lived in. Pillars would work to thrust her toward the figure, leading her toward pack lands, where she careened toward the border line, where she would lower her crown to inhale the scent once more. The mysterious wolf had disappeared, but she still yet would smell the scent of her own blood. Destruction blood.